She liked going to the library when she managed to get a ride into town. She’d do a loop, library, coffee shop, and then the fountain in the town square. The woman she liked to cook with didn’t always drive a truck, occasionally she rode on the back of her man’s bike, leaving Natty without a ride. The next day I bought her a yellow moped with a note attached: Galeam gere tuum cerebrum meum est tertium ventus de te mea res clara, sponsa pulchra. Wear a helmet - your brain is my third favorite thing about you my bright, beautiful bride.
